" Really? I love the prickly and salty flavor. Are you here alone?" She seemed younger than when she taught my French 5 class seven years ago. It was ...ore than the obvious weight loss."Yes, but I'd like some good company." Well, I hate to disappoint, but I'm here alone too so if you'll settle for me..." Let's see if she's still flirty."Of course I meant you, silly. I'll be over there. Waiting..." She bumped me with her slimmed and sexy hip. This enticing woman magnetically attracted me since. 16. That’s twice the legal limit for driving and eight times what’s legal for anyone younger than 21. When she got down to .10 they let her call home. My Dad went ape-shit. He grounded her for the entire summer and she has been a total bitch since then.”“It can’t be easy to live up to an older sister like you,” Phil said with a shrug.“What does that mean?” Stacy wondered.“Oh, come on,” Phil replied. “All she’s heard for 10 years is ‘Why can’t you be more like your sister?’ You’re pretty; you’re. Soon, Ruth was stopping her again. “Sorry, but I only want the pressure reducing; I don’t want you to empty me completely. I need to be full when I get home or Jane will get suspicious.” “Well you don’t want that, she seems to be quite jealous from the way that she has marked your body. I did enjoy it though; I hope that I can do it again.” “Well it is certainly much more pleasurable to have you do it instead of doing it myself in a layby somewhere. I will certainly be calling round again when. "So ya fell off of the beanpole, huh?" said a very resonant female voice near me. I didn't recognize the voice so I looked up.It was her. Not Summer, but the tiny woman I'd rescued over a month before."Hi," I said before looking back at my books."Uh Oh," she said. "I think I miscalculated." I hadn't been paying her much attention but I looked at her again."Excuse me," I mumbled glancing at her again. She smiled and I had to look at her again. As I looked for the first time I noticed how thick.